Revenge of the Abandoned Bride

Chapter 1: cheated on on the Altar

Leilani’s POV 

I grinned as the door came open and I walked down the aisle with my eyes pinned to the ground. My joy knew no bounds. “I was getting married to the man of my———-

I lifted my head and just in that instant my breath got knocked out of me. Stopping, my gaze filtered the room, my veil draped over my face as I saw my husband-to-be standing on the altar with a bride that wasn't me.

What’s happening? I thought as I craned my neck to take  a look around.

My knees buckled.  My eyes dashed around the ... .small crowd of people present, gawking at me and whispering in indistinct mumble. They were no friends from work, my teammates were nowhere to be found.

Everything was out of place. It wasn’t at all what we had planned. The hall was spinning and I held the arm of a chair for support. 

I watched as Cormac smiled and lifted the veil over her head and this time I felt the oxygen sucked out of me. Air hitched in my throat and my chest tightened as none other than my best friend stood, about to say my vows to my husband.

What’s this?

It felt as though the world came to a pause, my body went still and hot. A shudder ran through me as goosebumps prickled and smeared over my skin.

No no no, I’m dreaming, I’m imagining this! This is my mind playing tricks on me.

I pinched myself to wake up from this nightmare, but no matter the amount of pain I Inflicted on myself, it was reality, my best friend and my husband.

When I ripped  my eyes open I saw them still. Before my very eyes stood Cormac and Ava. Getting married!

“Do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?” 

“Yes I do.” Cormac replied with a smile.

They exchanged the marriage vows, and with one brief glance at me they kissed passionately.

My chest grew tight as the hall became too small. I  felt a dagger being plunged into the red organ in my rib cage.

A bolt of fire seared through me, and my nerves quelled with no end, erupting my body in endless agony.

“Cormac! Cormac!” I yelled and started up towards the altar with jelly legs. Unable to stop the tears welling up in my eyes. The priest lifted his head and met me at that moment. Question impaled on his features.

“What happened? What's going on?” my steps along the way were hesitant and uncertain. my soul and sanity seemed to have left me as I was moving like a corpse only after one thing, answers. Answers from the guy I have abandoned everything to be with, sacrificed all—— God! I couldn't even start thinking of them, I'd lose my mind. I was losing my mind.

I just needed answers.

“Ava! Ava what's going on?” I called out as I approached her in hesitation.

“Who's that lady?” the priest asked. “What is she doing here?” He further asked.

“Sorry ma'am, but you cannot be here,” a guard came to stop me immediately.

“What do you mean I can't be here, this is my wedding, that is my husband to be on the altar!” I pointed, by now I had pulled off the veil from where it was pinned on my head. Screw the stupid veil! I was nothing short of hysterical to them.

He couldn’t invite our colleagues from work. Who were all these people?

“Cormac, tell them! Tell them I’m the one you’re marrying!” I beckoned to him. I turned to the congregation. “I’m the bride! I’m the one that’s supposed to be there! Me.” I gestured towards myself with crystalline eyes.

“Cormac! Ava!” 

I whipped my face around to face them. Attempting to climb up once more the guards snatched me by the arms and moved back.

When my screaming and fighting all went futile I resolved to plead.

“Tell me what’s going on, please.”  Ava moved out and whispered something to the one heading the wedding.

“I'm sorry ma'am but you can't be here? The wedding must go on—-”

I snapped, my anger having the best of me.

“No! He's my husband, I was supposed to be there, I have a reason that these people shouldn't be together! Please, hear me out!” I thrashed over the iron grip of the guards, yelling at the wedding celebrant.  The guards were restraining me from seeking the answers I sought.

“Take her out! She has nothing to say!” Ava yelled from the pulpit. 

Why were there  few people posed on the bench? I had friends that were coming, why was the place so empty…. Whyyy

“What?” I whimpered. 

“She’s a slut, she's here to put asunder, take her out of here!” A woman shot up, pointing to the door with a look as grave as a decayed body.

“Cormac, how could you do this to me, I love you, why?” I cried, straining my eyes to meet with his green ones. But they were not……..green. They were blue.

Adrenaline was cursing through my veins and my thoughts were barely intact. I could be imagining things.

“Pastor, they shouldn't be together, I have a reason to prove it!” snort flowed from my nose. While they were pushing me through the door, one of the guards built like a bulldozer coincidentally stepped on my wedding dress and ripped it apart.

My gaze followed the damage on the dress and as if that was a confirmation of my reality a scream rippled through me.

“I'm sorry but we have passed that section, you have to forever hold your peace,” the priest said from the altar where he stood, cladded in a black tuxedo suit.

“What? No, no, it can't be, no!” I murmured. It was happening, “no please no! I’m the bride! It’s me!”

“Do you sir, Cormac know this lady?” the wedding celebrant asked out of the blue.

“My husband doesn't——,” Ava was saying before Cormac interrupted her mid sentence.

“No, I do not,” he replied coldly, staring deeply into my eyes. The once forest green eyes that were my safe haven held no emotions. They were cold like ice and blue.

“No, this couldn't be happening,” I looked around like a crazy person muttering out ‘no,’ continuously. My cries fell on the deaf ears of the guards that shoved me out brutally.

“You have heard my husband, now take her out! She's disrupting my wedding,” Ava ordered, eyes burning like fire  into mine.

“No! You can't do this to me, no! Not after everything, Cormac!”  I thrashed my body against their iron grip.

“Leave!”  the guards pushed me harder causing me to fall face flat on my wedding dress. The pain connected from my head to the entirety of my body.

They were murmuring and it was as though the falling sank some sense into me. This wasn't a dream nor a nightmare, it was happening, it was fucking happening.

I felt hands pushing me. The place was buzzy with inaudible mumble, I heard a ringing in my ear. It was hard to focus on anything else.

The place suddenly became bright and I knew I was outside. My body and mind were numb, still in shock, barely able to process what was happening. 

Outside, I crouched and tried to force air into my lungs but they grew hot and tight, repelling every form of oxygen from getting in.

With my hand on my chest, I coughed and hit my breast, desperate to breathe. The oxygen came in sharp, like it was tearing through me.

It was painful, then I coughed and kept counting my numbers, desperate to resume breathing. Slowly, gradually I took in extended air.

“Breath Lilly, breath.” I stroked my chest as I repeated those words.

My knees were bruised. They’d gone jelly even as I leaped. Everyone was casting promiscuous looks at me. But to hell with that, that didn't matter, I had to get out of here, then what. Where was I heading?

I might as well just die, I've lost everything. I had lived my life for Cormac, given him everything, I had nothing now, nowhere to return to.

Home? I didn't have a home. My home was the orphanage before it was Cormac.

I heard the honking of cars, or maybe something. I currently wasn't aware of my destination, I just meandered aimlessly.

My intestines twisted like a rattle snake and then I shut forth by a corner and emptied my bowel. 

It’s over for me, it’s all over.  The words churned in my head as I gaited to god knows where. A mirthless laugh tore from my lips and I couldn’t help but laugh and cry as well.

Suddenly I felt a grave impact that sent me flying over, I fell on my stomach, then rolled to lay by my side. My body scraped hard on a concrete ground and  then I saw it, the driver struggling to control his steering wheel of his trailer, he couldn't. Looking back, I spotted an incoming vehicle and to my side the bridge. I was in the middle of the road with no escape route.

Is this how I end? A chuckle left my lips, what a hilarious way to live and die.

The man never successfully controlled the vehicle, I shut my eyes and then  heard the screeching sound of the tires. The back of the vehicle connected with me and I went gliding, my body was in mid-air, the wind carried my torn wedding dress and the last thing I saw was the ocean.

I dropped down into the water like a rock and my head collided with something hard.

At least my death is quick. I thought.